mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 217

Even for those big clans with an orderly inheritance, during the Chinese New Year, there may not be a scene of one or two hundred children kowtowing to the elders of the clan.

It was a little shocking.

The children behind kowtowed in rows.

After kowtowing, Zhao Chuanxin got up and went to the corner to bring the box over.

"Come and get them one by one!"

After the snot baby took the pencil case, she was dumbfounded.

Someone couldn't help asking: "Uncle, what did you give me? Isn't it a red envelope? Why aren't you giving red envelopes this year?"

"Oh, I see you have all grown up, older children don't need red envelopes."

The snot-nosed baby's little face immediately collapsed: "Huh? Really don't give it? Then I kowtowed for nothing? Besides, this box looks good, but it doesn't have the benefits of red envelopes!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, you kowtow for the red envelope, don't you?"

"Ah? No red envelopes, no red envelopes!"

You know, Zhao Chuanxin doesn't just give red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, he also occasionally takes them to buy snacks and brings them gadgets to play with.

The snot-nosed baby didn't dare to offend him!

"This is more or less the same." Zhao Chuanxin said: "This is called a pencil case, it is used to hold pencils, open it and have a look."

The snot baby opened it, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the red envelope with the sheep's head pattern was lying quietly inside.

"Hee hee, I knew that Uncle Duan Salary would not refuse to give red envelopes."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Go away."

With Telford taking the lead, the snot-nosed baby went out and dispersed.

Li Zhitao asked blankly: "Zhao Sheng, are these your disciples and grandchildren?"

These words immediately made Zhao Chuanxin think of Zhao Hongzhi, who the hell is a disciple or grandson?

Glaring at Li Zhitao, Li Zhitao was puzzled.

Gao Li explained: "These are the children of the people in Lugang Township. They are rare children who pass on their salary. As long as they come to pay New Year's greetings and kowtow, they will be given red envelopes every year. There were only a dozen or so before, but now the number is close to [-], and there will be more next year."

At this time, Miao Cuihua reached out to Jiang Mingxin: "Bring it!"

Jiang Mingxin rolled his eyes, pulled Li Anyang and said, "Anyang, let's go!"

Then he ignored Miao Cuihua and ran out of the house.

The two little girls came back after poking around in the yard for a long time.

One per person, hand in the red envelope.

Li Zhitao and Chuishuiju stretched their necks to watch, seeing Miao Cuihua take out a piece of ocean from the red envelope, their eyes widened immediately.

Damn it, after a new year, Zhao Sheng sent out nearly 200 yuan in big ocean red envelopes!

Gao Li shook her head to Li Anyang: "It's for you, you can keep it yourself, remember not to spend it indiscriminately."

Jiang Mingxin looked at his wife with big eyes, and then at Gao Li, the expression on his face was wonderful.

When Miao Cuihua saw it, she tapped Jiang Mingxin's forehead with her fair fingers: "What are you looking at? I won't give it to you, so as to save you wasting money."

"Humph!"

Jiang Mingxin expressed his dissatisfaction, but the gap in his heart was not too big.

The worst result is better than last year, because this year's red envelope contains a piece of ocean and a dime of a dime, and she secretly bought the dime of a dime, which is much better than last year's copper coins.

Miao Cuihua became suspicious when she knew her daughter was like her mother.

Ordinarily, the girl should be very disappointed, after all, Li Anyang's money can be kept by herself, but hers was confiscated.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly helped Jiang Mingxin out of the siege: "Haha, it's late, you and Anyang go back to the house and sleep. We have to continue drinking."

When Jiang Mingxin left, Miao Cuihua approached Zhao Chuanxin inadvertently, pressed her chest against his arm, and whispered: "Is there something tricky in the red envelope?"

"What tricks can there be? You care too much."

So, keep drinking.

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin had a splitting headache.

The amount is shallow, and you don’t drink it if you can’t drink it.

It's the Chinese New Year, and I drink too much for this joy.

When I opened my eyes, the sun was already high.

It was Miao Cuihua who helped him to bed yesterday, but fortunately, this woman has a bottom line and didn't take advantage of others' danger.

After this year, troubles increased again.

The headache, and thinking about all the burdens he unintentionally put on himself at the end of last year, made Zhao Chuanxin's headache even worse.

During this period of time, I have to go to Tianjin City to rescue Zhang Rong.

After getting up, he found Fan Ziliang sitting on the sofa in the living room, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Happy New Year sir."

"Happy Chinese New Year, it's the first day of the new year, what are you doing here if you don't sleep in?"

"Sir, I have your telegram, let me tell you."

"Oh?" Who sent a telegram on the first day of the Lunar New Year, is there something wrong with his mind? "Who posted it and what did it say?"

Fan Ziliang scratched his head and handed over a piece of paper, he couldn't read.

The handwriting is beautiful, Zhao Chuanxin can tell that it was written by Xiao Wu by looking at the handwriting.

It was written on the paper: I, Liang Dunyan, am the principal of Beiyang University.I have heard that Mr. Zhao is a patriot who mostly contributes to the people. I have heard that Mr. Zhao has been famous for a long time.Today, we sincerely invite Mr. Zhao to come to the university hall to give a warning speech to wake up the minds of the students of the new style of study and promote the spirit of patriotism.Songsheng will walk backwards to meet him!

What do you mean?
Let me give a speech in the university?
Zhao Chuanxin's heart was beating wildly.

He shook off the paper, and said to Fan Ziliang, "Ziliang, look, look, I've always kept a low profile, but gold shines everywhere. What is it called? Yes, Liang Dunyan, from the university. Principal, beg me to give a speech in Beiyang University Hall, if you don’t agree, you will kneel down and beg!”

The phrase "greet each other on backwards feet" was translated by Zhao Chuanxin into begging on his knees.

Fan Ziliang scratched his head: "Sir, why did he kneel down and beg you?"

"You don't understand, this is a matter of cultural people. I used to think that I was only six or seven times taller, but now it seems that I should be nine times taller, so this person begged me to give a speech."

"Mr. is really amazing!"

"Hey, I don't want to be like this either. There's no way, talent can't be suppressed."

After speaking, Zhao Chuanxin immediately got up and went to the public security station.

Entering the house excitedly, he told Liu Baogui: "I have to go to Tianjin City, you guys guard your house well, this year is a troubled year, don't let the little devil come to steal the tower!"

Liu Guigui was confused: "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, are you going to Tianjin City?"

"I don't want to be like this either, but I'm soft-hearted, and I hate seeing others kneel..."

So, show him the telegram.

Liu Guigui stroked his long-growth goatee, he wasn't as easy to fool as Fan Ziliang: "As far as I know, it doesn't mean kneeling, does it?"

"It's almost the same. I'm leaving in two days, and I happen to go to Tianjin City to rescue Zhang Rong first, and give a speech along the way."

Zhao Chuanxin left cheerfully.

Soon, the Beiyang University Hall invited Zhao Chuanxin to give a patriotic speech, and it spread in Lugang Town.

Beiyang Academy is a modern university with a four-year academic system, which is divided into undergraduate and preparatory courses.

Beiyang Academy is the later renamed Tianjin University.

Now, it is even more famous, it is well-known in the education field, and it is the Jerusalem in the hearts of thousands of students.

Zhao Chuanxin has always wanted to do something to leave a name for future generations, isn't this an opportunity?

Thinking about it, among the students who listened to the lecture, there must be some who will have great promise in the future.

In the next century, people looked through their letter manuscripts, which recorded: In 1907, I listened to Mr. Zhao Chuanxin’s speech, and my mind was cleared up, my heart was opened, my legs didn’t hurt, my waist didn’t hurt. Sour...

Think about it.

So, a few days later, Zhao Chuanxin boarded the train.

Accompanying him is Naoko Yuka.

Naoko Yuka continued to go to the Yanbian area to do intelligence work.

They are walking together on this journey.

"Zhao Jun, are you going to give a speech at the university?"

"Yes, Yuxiang, there are many things to do, and I can't get away. But thinking about the thousands of students waiting for me to teach them, it is really hard to refuse."

Naoko Yuka blinked, based on her observations during this period, Zhao Jun walked the horse and dog every day, or just lay on the recliner and read a book.

It was never like Liu Baogui, Zhao Zhongyi and others who went to work in the public security station every day, and were extremely busy.

Where can't I get away?

"Zhao Jun is really good. He can go to the university to teach and educate people at a young age."

"Ham, it's not okay, it's just to express a little personal opinion, it's nothing."

Zhao Chuanxin said modestly.

At this moment, Naoko Yuka glanced out the window, got up and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm getting off the car."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Youxiang, pay attention to safety, if the signs are not right, the wind will be tight."

Bowing slightly to him, Naoko Yuka thanked him, "Thank you Mr. Zhao for your concern."

Little Japan has inherited Chinese traditions, and now Chinese characters are still prevalent in their country, and there are even aristocrats there who resist foreign languages ​​and books, and are full of awe of Chinese characters.

In terms of etiquette, you have to be careful at all times.

Prudish, they mean it.

"go Go."

At this time, the speed of the train is really like an old cow, walking with a groaning belly.

The speed of this train is only about 25km/hour at most.

The speed of Zhao Chuanxin riding the electric car is three times that of the train at this time!
It was necessary to reverse the car halfway, so Zhao Chuanxin bought a ticket printed on hard paper and transferred to another car.

Although the first month is not out yet, there are many people going south, and the train station is bustling.

At this time, people all pay attention to their cards. For example, when a military officer takes a train, he must be escorted by his entourage.

You can often see people wearing big caps at train stations.

This is not surprising, Zhao Chuanxin didn't care to get into the car.

At the station, a short and fat young man said to the girl holding his arm, "Cuixi, get on the train first, and I will have a few words with Xiangyan."

Yang Cuixi nodded and got into the car.

At this time, the train ticket only has the train number and time, but no seat number.

Because there are so many people today, many people have already boarded the car.

Yang Cuixi hurriedly found an empty seat and sat down.

However, as soon as she sat down on her buttocks, a tall figure occupied her side.

She turned her head to look, her eyes lit up.

This person was taller than ordinary people, and his face could not be said to be very handsome, but he also had sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a straight nose.Not a creamy niche, but the skin is delicate.And it is extremely angular, exuding a masculine air.

Yang Cuixi said: "Sir, I am sitting here, your seat..."

Before she finished speaking, the man said cheerfully: "Oh, you can sit here, I don't mind."

"No, I mean..."

"Ham, what are you being polite about? We are all friends when we go out. You can sit in your car. It doesn't matter. I'm just alone."

"..."

Yang Cuixi went crazy.

This person looks like he has a good skin, but his mouth immediately changes his taste.

Shouldn't it be personable, kind but serious, and listen to ladies politely, so is this in line with the inner spirit of this skin?
Seeing that she stopped talking, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Are you going south too? The accent sounds like someone from Tianjin City."

What she wanted to say was always interrupted, so Yang Cuixi had no choice but to answer first: "Yes, after living in Tianjin for a long time, my accent will naturally change."

This girl is not very old, and her appearance looks ordinary to Zhao Chuanxin.The sound is nice.

He said, "That's right, I'm going to Tianjin City too, let's drop by."

At this time, a short and fat young man wearing a Qing court official hat came over.

Behind him, there are two followers.

Seeing Yang Cuixi sitting inside and Zhao Chuanxin outside, he was taken aback.

He frowned: "Get out of the way, this is my female relative, I want to sit with her."

Hearing that the girl was the young man's female relative, Zhao Chuanxin could not help but step aside.

But you are so domineering, who are you with?

He smiled and said, "Oh? What a coincidence, I also want to be next to your female relatives."

What the hell?
Aixinjueluo Zaizhen touched the top of his head, wearing an official hat today, but there are still people who don't open their eyes?
Because Zhao Chuanxin is a tall man, he went to that stall, very close to Yang Cuixi.

This made Aixinjueluo Zaizhen furious.

Not to mention at this time, even if there are many men in later generations, every time a girlfriend says a word to another man, her mentality will explode.

"I'll say it again, get out of the way!"

Smiling unabated, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Don't get angry! I'll say it again, I really want to be next to your female relatives."

Whenever a young man said a polite word, Zhao Chuanxin immediately gave up his seat without saying a word.

However, it is necessary to have sex with him.

He strokes his hair in a smooth manner, and if he doesn't follow it, he will touch his scales.

The people around saw the conflict here, and one party was an official of the Qing court, and they were immediately nervous and looked around.

And Yang Cuixi, who was sitting on the inside, became at a loss.

Aixinjueluo Zaizhen was blown away.

Said to the follower: "Fork him up and hit me!"

If they abused each other verbally, Zhao Chuanxin could argue with him for a day.

But this person has a big temper, and he is about to strike when he comes up.

The burly attendant reached out to grab Zhao Chuanxin by the collar.

Zhao Chuanxin, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly grabbed his wrist, got up and raised an electric cannon.

He is tall and has long arms, and with one force drop ten times, he can beat this follower back staggeringly, his mind buzzing.

Aixinjueluo Zaizhen was shocked and then retreated.

Before Zhao Chuanxin was sitting, he didn't feel anything.

As soon as he stood up, good guy, he was so tall!
Aixinjueluo Zaizhen is short, less than 1.7 meters.And Zhao Chuanxin's shoes are 1.8 meters seven.

Comparing the two, the impact is very strong.

The other attendant had a serious expression, his right leg was slightly bent behind, his left leg was cautiously forward, one hand was clenched in front of him, and the other was clenched on his chest.

Then, slowly change the action.

There came a move that I don't know about martial arts!
Zhao Chuanxin lifted his spirits: "Okay, what a cross-handed arhat-to-the-sky gesture!"

The passengers who were watching the excitement, Aixinjueluo Zaizhen behind, and Yang Cuixi who was trembling were all dumbfounded.

What the hell is your voice?

The follower was stunned for a while, and then changed his trick again.

Zhao Chuanxin: "It took 20 years of internal strength to hang the hammer with the elbow. Do you want to hammer someone to death?"

The follower's movements were a little distorted by what he said, and he didn't even know how to start.

He had no choice but to subconsciously put down the hem of his clothes and gesture with a single palm.

Zhao Chuanxin applauded, and squinted with an expression that I saw through your tricks: "Isn't it a single cloud hand that lifts the robe, haha, there are really two tricks."

Aixinjueluo Zaizhen yelled at his followers in a daze: "What the hell are you posing, come on!"

The follower didn't have any starting gestures, so he rushed up and raised his hand to punch.

If you want to talk about the martial arts of this era, let's say they are strong. In Zhao Chuanxin's view, many of them are like playing tricks.Let's say it's weak, Zhao Zhongyi is a murderer without batting an eyelid.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was confused, didn't dare to be careless. He raised his hand, and the worm silk scarf flew over, entwining the person's eyes.

"Dark vision!"

This trick has been tried and tested!
Sure enough, the man was blindfolded suddenly, stopped punching, and raised his hands to grab the silk scarf over his eyes.

And Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, raised his leg and kicked sideways.

"Ada..."

The follower was kicked in the chest and flew upside down.

The silk scarf fluttered, and the "dark vision" was automatically released.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and the silk scarf floated back to his palm.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I let you make a fool of yourself today."

As he said that, with his hands behind his back, his coat was bulging, and he was lonely as a master again today!
Aixinjueluo Zaizhen pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Bold maniac, do you know who I am?"

And Zhao Chuanxin flipped the back of his coat, and sat down red and red again.

He raised Erlang's legs, waved his hands and said loudly: "But it's okay to talk!"

"..."

Aixinjueluo Zaizhen looked left and right, but no one could help.

The sense of powerlessness that clearly shows that I am strong, but I just can't bring it out, made his scalp tingle.

"Okay, very good! My official is Aixinjueluo Zaizhen, Minister of the Ministry of Agriculture, Industry and Commerce. He is the royal family of the imperial court. He came to supervise the school affairs outside the customs. You dare to bully me and insult me. This matter will not be let go!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Someone who understands the officialdom couldn't help saying: "This is the son of the iron hat Wang Yikuang, who will inherit the title in the future, and is also a prince!"

"Woe to the young man!"

Hearing other people's comments, Aixinjueluo Zaizhen finally felt that he had regained some ground, and proudly looked at Zhao Chuanxin: "Kneel down and kowtow to beg me to spare your life!"

Zhao Chuanxin sneered and said: "When you fall to the ground, I might kneel down and beg you not to die, because you really can't bear my fist the size of a sandbag!"

Aixinjueluo Zaizhen's expression changed, knowing his identity, he still has nothing to fear?
He asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Listen up!" Zhao Chuanxin was also proud, looking at people with his nostrils: "My surname is Lu, my name is Zion, my name is Ranger, and my name is the little black dragon with two guns and fast legs!"

"..."

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets in my mind, Aixinjueluo Zaizhen was stunned to be wrong!
Not sure, asked: "Are you a green forest locker outside the pass?"

Come to think of it, those who have a bunch of messy nicknames are the green forest people.

"Hehe, I'm not in the green forest, I'm in the alliance! Come on, sit down and have a good chat, what's the point of shouting and killing? Learn more from me, and convince people with virtue!"

Looking back at the two attendants who got up from the ground humming and chirping, Aixinjueluo Zaizhen: Is this how you convince people with virtue?
Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin is really not afraid of his identity, Aixinjueluo Zaizhen thinks it is better to listen to him, and don't use "de" to "convince" me.

So, very aggrieved and sat opposite.

"That's right! If you have something to say, it can be resolved, right?" Zhao Chuanxin was amiable, and then turned to the girl, "What's your name? Is it Aixinjueluo Zaizhen's younger sister? "

"I, I, my name is Yang Cuixi!"

"What?"

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

Isn't this Li Shutong's confidante?

(End of this chapter)